A slim figured dressed in a silky, silver thigh length gown bolted through the dense trees surrounding the hot spring. The only real evidence of her present being that of a silver streak followed closely by a crimson figure. A sharp whistle rippled through the now quiet forest, the sound giving her ample of time to propel herself up into the air to land delicately upon a rather frail branch. Without breaking the limb with her weight, she pressed from the tree, sending herself soaring up into the air to shift into a well practice corkscrew to bring her figure facing her assailant. A subtle snap of her hand forward sent dark needles from her finger tips out for her attacker, the male too focused on her to see the threat approaching him. A gurgled sound rippled from the male's throat as a needle sliced through the front of his windpipe, removing his ability to breath easily. The other three needles from the group penetrated his jugular on both sides of the neck, and right between the crease of two ribs to pierce through his heart and exit his back. Blood spluttering up to coat her front from the close proximity.
A couple blinks had her vision clearing as she quietly, and lightly touched back down to the ground. She tilted her head, observing the male gripping for his throat before the light drained from his eerily similar optics. "I'm sorry, brother. But you can't kill me.. Not here..Not now." Without another glance to her now deceased sibling, she pivoted and strode for the hot spring close by, the heady scent of the purified water sending a delicate mewl through her.
Bare-feet carefully navigated the terrain to carry her over items that would tell of her approach; dry leaves, branches, bushes, the like. The scratches dotting her skin in random intervals started to sting, the poison that had coated the weapon which caused them drawing her breath to short gasps as her body worked to negate the substance. She reached out to part a couple bushes, her eyes widening briefly at the appearance of a female already submerged within the water she was aimed for.
A shake of her head was her only response as she continued forward into the clearing with the spring. The light shining down upon her glinting from her gown and hair while highlighting the crimson sheen covering her figure. The strapless gown she had worn the day prior before fleeing while her family chased her down with aid of assassins and warriors was completely ruined. The form fitting fabric no longer hugging her figure as it was meant, instead dangling in ripped tatters around her.
The band that had held her hair up into a delicate twist had been snapped during her flight and retaliation, dirty blond strands a messy disray around her features in what most people would call 'sex' hair. Exhaustion and fatigue was evident upon her expression and the tension in her body, along with the obvious alert that had her glancing into the bushes surrounding her every so often, paranoia trying to gain the best of her.
Hands drifted up to grip where a section of the gown was ripped down the front of the chest area, her strapless bra seen from beneath. A light tug and the silken fabric ripped down the front from where the fabric was already worn down, on the verge of tearing on it's own. The fabric pooled down around her ankles, leaving her clad in crimson and silver undergarments; small shorts that molded to her skin along with the strapless bra.
She stalked around the curve of the hot spring to lower herself into the steaming water on the opposite side of the female. A slight hiss rippling through clenched teeth while the water around her tainted pink from the blood being washed away from the surface of her pale skin. She slid down until her chin was to the water, then dunked beneath the surface completely for a couple seconds. Ripples signaling the motion of her hands rubbing through her hair, more pink darkening the water along with a hint of dirt and debris. After a couple minutes without rising back to the surface, she finally did with a small sigh.
Fingers deftly reaching up to draw her soaked tresses into a messy bun that she managed to secure to the back of her head by tying in a knot that would easily release with the right touch, and not create knots in her hair. Her eerily bright, almost clear orbs of startling green drifted to settle on the darker female, the differences in her shading almost causing her to tense and bolt. The colorings reminded her too much of her ex fiancee, who was fueling this battle between her and her family.
She glanced up as a small, pale green orb glided into the area. A smile tugged across her lips. Even in death, her brother couldn't hate her for what she did. He only followed commands at risk to his life, which she understood completely.A single hand drifted up for the soul to settle in her hand where she brought it to rest at her chest. The necklace she wore allow the spirit to enter within and rest until the day she could restore him, or set him to rest. Whichever outcome came from this fight would seal the deal for him.
"Bloody bastards.." She murmured to herself, forgetting for a moment someone was in close proximity with her. But she ignored her slip of the tongue, while keeping her senses on high alert.
